Alexandria

Officer Emerson stood and opened the door as we all began to gather our things.

"Alexandria!"

I turned to the familiar face of Ralph Porter. He'd been at the party Saturday night; however, before that it had been years since I'd seen him. Most of the contact I'd made with Hamilton and Porter regarding my trust had been with Natalie, one of their assistants.

I nodded. "Ralph?"

Granted, in proper society, a man Ralph Porter's age, ...